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Fairytale Of New York 
Medium
by The Pogues
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It was eve babe
in the drunk tank
an old man to me, won't see one
and then he a song
the rare old mountain dew
I turned my face away
and dreamed about you
Got on a one
came in eighteen to one
I've got a feeling
this year's for me and you
so happy christmas
I love you baby
I can see a better time
when all our dreams come true
They've got big as bars
they've got of gold
but the wind goes right you
it's no place for the old
when you took my hand
on a cold christmas eve
you promised me
broadway was waiting for me
You were handsome
you were pretty
queen of new york city
when the band finished playing
they howled out for more
sinatra was swinging,
all the drunks they were singing
we kissed on a corner
then through the night
The boys of the nypd choir
were singing "galway bay"
and the bells were ringing out
for christmas day
You're a bum
you're a punk
you're an old slut on junk
lying almost dead on a drip in bed
you scumbag, you maggot
you lousy faggot
happy christmas your arse
I pray god it's our last
the boys of the nypd choir
still singing "galway bay"
and the bells were ringing out
for day
I could have someone
well so could anyone
you my dreams from me
when I found you
I kept them with me babe
I put with my own
can't make it all alone
I've built my around you
The boys of the nypd choir
still singing "galway bay"
and the bells are out
for christmas day
in the drunk tank
an old man to me, won't see one
and then he a song
the rare old mountain dew
I turned my face away
and dreamed about you
Got on a one
came in eighteen to one
I've got a feeling
this year's for me and you
so happy christmas
I love you baby
I can see a better time
when all our dreams come true
They've got big as bars
they've got of gold
but the wind goes right you
it's no place for the old
when you took my hand
on a cold christmas eve
you promised me
broadway was waiting for me
You were handsome
you were pretty
queen of new york city
when the band finished playing
they howled out for more
sinatra was swinging,
all the drunks they were singing
we kissed on a corner
then through the night
The boys of the nypd choir
were singing "galway bay"
and the bells were ringing out
for christmas day
You're a bum
you're a punk
you're an old slut on junk
lying almost dead on a drip in bed
you scumbag, you maggot
you lousy faggot
happy christmas your arse
I pray god it's our last
the boys of the nypd choir
still singing "galway bay"
and the bells were ringing out
for day
I could have someone
well so could anyone
you my dreams from me
when I found you
I kept them with me babe
I put with my own
can't make it all alone
I've built my around you
The boys of the nypd choir
still singing "galway bay"
and the bells are out
for christmas day
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